Cheng Zhaodi was stunned and leaned closer to Meng Youning.
"Miss, my master has already said that he really can't help you. Since you are fine now, you can leave." Muxiang couldn't help but whisper in Cheng Zhaodi's ear.
Cheng Zhaodi panicked and quickly grabbed the edge of Meng Youning's clothes, saying hastily, "Prince's Consort, please, as long as you can get the prince to speak, Xiang Hongxuan will definitely not dare to refuse you. I am just a little plaything, and he doesn't like me in the first place."
Seeing Meng Youning's expression was still calm, Cheng Zhaodi became more anxious. "Princess, please believe me, please believe me. As long as you speak, it will be a simple matter for you."
Meng Youning slowly lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on the teacup beside her.
Seeing this, Muxiang walked forward with a cold face and grabbed Cheng Zhaodi's arm.
Cheng Zhaodi's eyes were blurred with tears and she kept repeating what she had just said.
In an instant, Meng Youning suddenly said, "Wait a moment."
Muxiang paused and looked up at her.
Meng Youning stood up and walked over to Cheng Zhaodi. "What do you know?"
Cheng Zhaodi burst into tears of joy and bowed deeply to Meng Youning.
Half an hour later.
"Youning, how's it going? Did that brat Qi Ran bully you while we were away?"
As soon as Meng Youning stepped out of Furong Garden, Jiang Zhuo grabbed her hand and asked her eagerly.
Meng Youning chuckled, "No."
Jiang Zhuo walked towards the front hall holding Meng Youning's hand, muttering non-stop, "I heard that you and that Sang Luan are at loggerheads. In two days, I'll let you vent your anger."
Her tone was very firm.
Meng Youning's heart skipped a beat. She asked calmly, "What do you mean, mother?"
Unexpectedly, Jiang Zhuo just patted her hand lightly and smiled mysteriously, "You, just wait and see what happens. I'll definitely make that girl avoid you from now on!"
Meng Youning felt a little uneasy in her heart. She slightly side-glanced and silently glanced at Mu Xiang beside her.
Muxiang, who noticed the gaze, immediately lowered her head slightly and instantly became a step slower than others.
In the front hall.
Qi Ran was sitting aside with a resentful look on his face.
Looking at the smiling faces of Jiang Zhuo and Qi Shangqing, he couldn't help but mutter softly, "Who is your biological son?"
Qi Shangqing glared at him sideways, "How dare you complain like that? Your mother and I have only been away for a short time, and you're already acting like a lawless person!"
Qi Ran was confused. "Why am I so lawless? It's just with Gu Changfeng..."
Before he could finish his words, Qi Shangqing suddenly became angry, grabbed the empty teacup beside him and threw it at Qi Ran.
Qi Ran subconsciously widened his eyes, "You murdered your own son! I'm going to tell the emperor!"
Qi Shangqing frowned, paused his movements, and a complex look flashed across his eyes.
Immediately, he slowly sat down, turned his head to the side, and ignored Qi Ran.
Seeing the other person's appearance, for some reason, Qi Ran's mind suddenly echoed with Xiang Hongxuan's half-sentence.
His inquiring gaze immediately turned to Qi Shangqing, and then looked at Jiang Zhuo beside him, only to see that Jiang Zhuo was talking to Meng Youning with great interest.
A moment later.
Meng Youning silently took something out of his sleeve, held it in his palm, nodded slightly, and handed it to Jiang Zhuo.
Jiang Zhuo couldn't help but wonder, "Youning, what are you doing?"
"This is the palm seal. Mother once said that while you were away, Youning would temporarily manage the affairs of the mansion." Meng Youning opened the lid of the box, revealing the exquisite palm seal inside. "Now that you are back, it is natural for Youning to return the palm seal to Mother."
Jiang Zhuo chuckled and waved his hand, "I see you've managed the house in perfect order."
She stood up and pushed the palm print back, "You should keep this with you."
Meng Youning had no choice but to nod in agreement and silently took back the palm print.
With the palm print in hand, she will be able to save money much faster.
After one stick of incense.
Inside the Yunyan Pavilion.
Meng Youning carefully placed the palm print away, then rubbed his hands. He anxiously looked at Muxiang and asked, "How is it? Did you find out what mother meant by what she just said?"
Muxiang took a deep breath, leaned closer to Meng Youning, lowered her voice, and whispered a few words in her ear.
Meng Youning subconsciously exclaimed, "What? Mother actually asked her to do a blessing dance?"
Realizing that she had lost her composure, she immediately glanced at the door. Muxiang lowered her eyes and walked forward, looked outside the door, and after making sure that no one was passing by, she closed the door tightly.
Immediately, he quickly came to Meng Youning's side.
Meng Youning covered her mouth, and when she thought of the other person's dancing posture, she couldn't help but laugh.
But there will certainly be many dignitaries present on that day. Although the emperor will not be there in person, he will definitely send someone.
The occasion is quite grand.
If you don't dance well in such an occasion, or your dance moves are not pleasing to the eye, it will be a small matter, but it will be a big matter of disrespecting the emperor's authority.
She clenched her right hand, thinking rapidly in her mind.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she picked up the wolf-hair brush beside her in a flash. Seeing this, Muxiang stepped forward to grind ink for her.
Meng Youning sat at the table with his back straight.
She held a wolf-hair brush in one hand, looking very serious.
The next moment, her eyes widened slightly, and she decisively picked up the pen and began to write on the paper.
After a moment, Meng Youning carefully picked up the paper and shook it gently. After making sure that the ink on the paper was completely dry, she slowly rolled it up.
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